Wednesday, October 29, 2008

If a fickle heart could sing....

I love this verse from a song in 'Metro'. I imagine it being sung by this jaded poet who goes to live in a shack by the sea. In the morning, he sees the sky and gulls on the sand and thinks that this - this pristine, untouched innocence - is what life and poetry is all about.

He spends the day replete with love and as the sun sets, he gets up to walk back to his hut. He will endure the night to wake up to his new lease of life tomorrow. But as he walks away from the lapping sea, he sees a sky that's getting bluish-black, like the inside of a raisin. And right up there, he spots a thin whisper of a crescent. And next to that hangs a bright, luminous star. His heart, that a few hours ago had found its eternal love, skips a beat. And this is when he sings to the moon, the star, and the sky forgetting the gulls, the sand, and the sea:

Dil khudgarz hai
Phisla hai yeh
Phir haath se
Kal uska raha
Ab hai tera
Is raat se

7 comments:

omnithere said...

phir haath se? i didn't get it. might it involve some sort of hand-based self satisfaction???

Mukta said...

HA HA HA HA HA HA! trust you to suck the poetry outta something sweet and tender..but seriously! HA HA HA HA HA!

omnithere said...

wat....!!??!!

Aries said...

Mukta - Your post sets me thinking. I think the profession we choose definitely shapes the way we view things. I frankly would not have given a second thought to the lyrics you quoted if I'd heard it on my own....I'm kind of bereft of imagination. I guess a life time of gaping at numbers and drawing cold, logical conclusions does that to me.

For me, imagination in its wildest flight of fancy is to think what the repo rate cut and CRR cut that the RBI is poised to make later this week would mean to the economy.

Its always a pleasure to read something so very refreshingly different from my line of thinking.

Mukta said...

hey omni...:-D

aries... in response to: 'I'm kind of bereft of imagination. I guess a life time of gaping at numbers and drawing cold, logical conclusions does that to me.'

I have seen the photos you clicked, so...no. I disagree. :-D

Hey! I need your email ID. need to write to you abt my trip and carrot juice.

Joe said...

how bored were you to peer into the insides of a raisin?

Mukta said...

sigh! joe, do you never get curious about such things?